Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

[Dead
Yeah,this muthafuckin Dead boy up in this
Yo,got my muthafuckin nigga Esham ready to kick this for you hoes

Walkin on the flatlines with the razor blade
Rumblin with the ace of spade is where the wicket rhymes are
Sometimes I really like
I just can't deal with the of life
So I walk around with the butcher knife
Therapy,man I need some therapy cause ain't scarin me
I ain't got no cause no one cares for me
Slippin it into to darkness I'm beyond and pass that
I catch a flashback
Snap and yo ass
Black get a shovel,grave digga
How you figure you kill a dead nigga
You gon kill a dead
Bloody baby bloody man I'm nutty what he thought
dead bodies and I never got caught
Walk the flatlines,man I the flatlines
And dead body chalk make me walk lines
I don't lines .45 slug to my mind

I feel I'm on the
Man I need therapy

[Dead Boy

I'm having thoughts
Brain dead from the coma
My dead body rotten gone but not forgotten
Seems you forgot
Man I one shot
Now I lay me to sleep body hot rot
Got no love when I was a
Now I swallow bullets for fun playin with the gun
I spit up,get up,throw up,mind blow up
I told my teacher I want to be like when I grow up
Now I got a mental block got the pussy cocked
tock and ya don't stop make the pussy pop
To the break of dawn,to the of dawn
Once it's on
.357 chrome plated to my
Now I know you want to know about knowing I'm knowing
If